I didn’t actually remember your name on April 9, 2006— the
day I turned around at Freebirds on Greenville Avenue in Dallas with my five-pound
burrito and saw you grinning back at me. But I knew I’d seen your warm smile
before. What a small world! Our circles overlapped somehow when I was living in Brenham and you were in College Station years before.

It was the community at Fellowship Dallas that you helped
introduce me to, and the privilege of serving as a pseudo-uncle (and living
booster seat) for the adorable Katydid that helped keep a lonely bachelor’s heart
and hope afloat during those memorable years in the Big D. Thank you for helping
to get an introvert integrated, and most of all for the memories. Give Dan,
Katy, and the rest of the fam a hug for me!